I'm not really a gold saint

Chapter 472

In the house of Scorpio.

Olufi was moaning in pain, he almost lost consciousness in pain, but he still reached out to grab the harp that fell on the ground.

Was attacked by yourself?

The dignified golden saint actually did such a thing, not only sneaking up on him from behind, but also aiming at his ass.

He raised his head vigorously, only to find that his vision was very blurred, and he wiped it with his hands, it was wet.

It turned out to be tears!
God, am I crying?
Olufi couldn't believe that the Saint Seiya, who shed blood but did not shed tears, was crying in pain.

Is this still available?

"No, I want to fight!"

He wanted to stand up, but found that his legs were limp and there was a big pool of blood on the ground.

ass wet!

Drenched with his own blood.

This kind of severe pain, this kind of bleeding, this kind of paralysis, is this the scarlet needle of Scorpio?

Not to mention the sneak attack on his own butt, this golden saint actually pierced where he couldn't.

I feel that I am only a few centimeters away from dying.

Euridice, thank goodness you're not here.

"Lord Shion!"

Olufi reacted, and immediately wiped away his tears and screamed, searching for Shion's trace.

Sure enough, he saw Shi On.

Seeing that Shi Ang's face was extremely livid, he seemed to be standing still.

It should not have been attacked.

"Great, Lord Shion is fine!"

Olufi breathed a sigh of relief.

He noticed that Milo was standing behind him, licking the bright red nails, with a wicked smile on his lips.

"As expected of Master Shi Ang, he didn't even yell. Could it be that I didn't stab the red heart?"

Milo licked his scarlet nails, puzzled.

If it was normal, he could tell from the smell of blood that the thorn had not been stabbed, but Shi On obviously didn't give him this chance.

But looking at the opponent's appearance as stable as Mount Tai, it should not have been stabbed in the heart.

What a troublesome old man, even the gods are screamed by himself, this old man is just like a normal person.

Is it because your own small universe is not as powerful as the other party?
Even if his scarlet poisonous needle pierces the skin a little, it should still scream in pain.

The former pope is the former pope, let alone, there are really a few brushes.

Tick, tick, tick...

Suddenly, Olufi, who has a keen hearing, noticed something.

It was the sound of liquid dripping on the ground.

He noticed drops of blood appeared behind Shi On, one drop after another, vertically dripping onto the ground.

Lord Shion was also injured!

Although not serious, it was indeed injured.

Shi Ang is worthy of being the former pope, even before Mount Tai collapsed, his expression remained unchanged.

"I finally know why Miro is the most terrifying existence among the golden saints."

Shi On looked at Milo who had a weird expression in front of him, feeling like he was going crazy.

This is too painful.

It felt like the severe pain spread from one point to the whole buttocks, and then it was burning in his stomach, which made his whole body feel what it means to be in pain.

In the criminal law known to mankind, this kind of pain is absolutely unbearable.

If he hadn't been the former pope with first-class expression management skills, he might have jumped off like Olufi and screamed.

Unexpectedly, the scarlet poisonous needle of Scorpio was used by Milo so well that it could even penetrate his own crystal robe defense.

Could it be true that the other party said that he pierced God's ass?

"It feels like my butt is a little wet! It would be embarrassing to go on like this."

Shi On was still expressionless, but cold sweat kept breaking out on his forehead.

"Milo, you did a good job, but this kind of trick is not very useful to me."

Shi Ang insisted.

In the blink of an eye, he cast down the crystal wall with a wave of his hand, completely enveloping himself in the crystal wall.

There is no way, his actions are very difficult now, and he may be exposed if he is not careful.

"Oh? Then let me see how long Lord Shion can endure."

Milo continued to gain momentum: "You still have a chance to surrender now, otherwise, you will become a rotten ass, a complete rotten ass."

"I won't give you any chance to make a move, Milo, let you see my unique move."

Shi Ang knew that he couldn't escape, so he simply performed his stunt.

Stardust Rotation Power!
A galaxy formed in Shion's embrace.

There are countless stars shining there, and each star that rotates at high speed has a tyrannical and unparalleled lethality.

"Oh? I should have stabbed you in the ass."

"The scarlet needle is still on your ass."

Milo narrowed his eyes slightly: "Are you sure you want to do something to me?"

"Stop talking nonsense, Stardust Rotation Skill!"

Shi Ang is about to perform his magic.

An evil smile appeared on the corner of Milo's mouth: "Come in!"

As his voice sounded, the half of the scarlet poisonous needle on Shion's butt unexpectedly pierced into the flesh again.

Immediately afterwards, Shi On's body trembled violently.

The Milky Way that appeared in his hand trembled in an instant, he just didn't use this move.

Yes, that kind of excruciating pain makes people want to go out of their bodies.

"It hurts!"

The corners of Shi On's mouth were twitching, and the corners of his eyes were also twitching.

Worse, the scarlet poisonous needle on the buttocks carried Miro's thought power, and the opponent used his thought power to push the poisonous needle further into his body.

There is even this trick!
Pain is pain!
Shi On also really admired Miro's details and calculations.

He even thought of using his thoughts to continue attacking himself.

Good guy!
There is such a number one person among the golden saints.

If you can't put it on the table, you can't put it on the table, but the kill rate against the enemy is really high.

The enemy will not die immediately after being attacked, but will suffer incomparably great pain.

This is the most terrifying existence among the golden saints!

No wonder he claimed to have pierced even the ass of a god, Milo probably wasn't talking too much.

"Milo, how did you learn these vicious tricks?"

Shi On asked in a hoarse voice.

"It's the chrysanthemum book taught by the god of the sanctuary, Ding Li. I just learned about seven or eight of them, and I can pierce God's ass."

Milo raised his index finger and smiled, "So Lord Shion, don't feel ashamed..."

"Is that the sanctuary god again?"

Shi On felt a little emotional: "I really want to see him!"

"See him? Don't think too much, Lord Shi On, you're going to be a rotten ass next time!"

His eyes showed fierce intent: "Next, I will show you the real Scarlet Millennium Killer!"

"Then, enjoy the feast of blood!"

As Milo said, sharp scarlet needles appeared on the ten fingers of both hands.

At this moment, Olufi suddenly made a move, and there was an extremely sharp sound from the harp in his hand.

The end of the strings!
This is Olufi's trick, let the harp shoot a lot of strings to bind the opponent, and then the strings will slowly tear the opponent into pieces while playing the song, and its power can tear a golden saint to shreds.

In a blink of an eye, Milo's arms and half of his body were entangled by the transparent strings, unable to move.

Olufi hurriedly said: "Lord Shion, you go first, I leave it to...huh? (⊙o⊙)!"

Yes, before the words fell, Shi Ang had disappeared without a trace...

(End of this chapter)